Give her some space, let her anger run its course. Not for too long, though. You don't want her to think you've given up winning her over.

[She takes him by the hand at that point, and starts guiding him up to her room so they can sit and chat in privacy. She's not sure who else is lurking around the house.]

After that, I guess we ought to figure out if Charley's the sort that appreciates grand gestures or prefers the quiet sort of apologies.